Chapter 580

Words failed to capture the turmoil raging within Frederick’s heart.

Jocelyn, on the other hand, was utterly baffled.

Ever since they’d moved into the Winston Estate, their paths crossed more frequently, but Marguerite was always hustling, leaving at dawn and returning well past dusk due to her demanding job.

In all honesty, Jocelyn and Hayes didn’t interact much.

Yet, the words Hayes had for Marguerite were undeniably the highest form of praise.

“Hayes, why would you say that?”

Hayes, hands jammed in his pockets, chin tilted up, appeared to be seriously pondering the question.

“Because… Aunt Marguerite is kind, thoughtful… sincere, and she cares about me…”

He articulated each thought as it came to him. He racked his brain for all of Marguerite’s virtues, wishing he could ascribe every splendid word in the world to her. But to Hayes, even those words seemed too shallow, hardly sufficient to express his true sentiments.

a vague summation, “It’s just a feeling!”

Marguerite felt more like family

with emotion, her heart swelling with a sense of

they gravitate towards those who treat them well. Hayes’ affection

wasn’t easy. The warmth that Hayes’ actual mother Yuna

mind, Jocelyn’s heart ached even more for

the sake of the child, it’s time

turmoil, his emotions unsettled after three long

dark eyes were unfocused, shrouded in a thick fog

mumbled, “Didn’t I say I’d look into it,

will you investigate?” Jocelyn

reddened, his demeanor

who’s been through it all, you shouldn’t hide everything from her. Love is love. Don’t play games. with mixed signals. If you investigate behind her back, how will she

between Marguerite and her son, never daring to jump to conclusions or

sure which was stronger in her son’s heart towards Marguerite, love

daily interactions

course, she had to give him a push.

hate might still linger, but it had

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